The pair of washed up pirate captains lay back in the sand and looked out at the sea. The sun was shining brightly above them.
"Fara?" Jack said thoughtfully.
"Yes?" Fara replied.
"What happend that night?" he asked quietly.
"What night?" she asked.
"The night you disappeared. Your father told us you'd died." Jack sniffed.
"Died? Trust him to tell everyone that. Ashamed of his daughters own kidnapping. He knew I was alive. He probably still would." Fara said spitefully.
"What DID happen?" he prompted.
"Don't you remember that night that there was a pirate raid? Anyway, They came to our place. Remember me father were a blacksmith? They were planning to loot themselves a few swords. My mother were in the actuall store room fer the swords, she was polishin'. She didn't 'ave a chance." she replied deeply.
"Aye. What happened after that?" he asked sympathetically.
"Well, I heard clashes coming from where she was, I went ter see what was goin' on but she were already dead. I grabbed one of the swords and fought. Not ter be bragging, but I fought well, especially for a young lass. I fought hard as I could but eventually, I passed out. They kidnapped me and made me one of the crew. I worked me way up 'till I were who you see before you." she explained. "Me father feared fer 'is life, so he wrote a will and fled. So accordin' to the people of Port Royale, The Quickblade family were dead. The will he had left gave the Blacksmithery ter some stupid oaf friend of his, Some Mister Brown."

"Aye. T'is sad. Don't ye miss your father?" Jack asked softly.
"Miss 'im? He was a coward. Besides, we collided in our travels. On Multiple occasions. He didn't look great, but that coulda just been that he was ashamed ter see his precious daughter commandin' a bunch o' pirates. I don' even know if he's still alive.... But still, No point rememberin' the past." she growled.
"We were in each other's pasts. Does that mean we are meant ter forget each other?" Jack asked sorrowfully.
"Course not! Good things are s'posed ter be remembered." Fara smiled standing up.
Jack stood up with her and they looked out to the sea.

"What happened ter the boat? Couldn't 'ave got far." he asked after a short silence.
"Well, The ship were still movin' as you decided ter drag us down here. Couldn't 'ave stopped. Not that shorta warning, Besides, Hardly anyone knew you were even onboard." Fara smiled bitterly.
"Maybe if we just wait, your 'Loyal crew' will come back fer us." he said. He air quoted 'Loyal crew'.
"You hold little faith in people, Don't ye. You always used ter be trusting." she looked at him suspiciously.
"Aye, But... Ever since you went, there haven't been to many people to trust. There's been Will of course but... Still. He's an honest fool, really." Jack smiled.
"Will..... ?"
"Will Turner."
"Ah. I don' feel like talkin' bout him. Ye know how I feel towards him." she scowled.
"Alright. I say we should get more rum out." Jack replied blankly.
"Sounds like a good idea to me." Fara growled.

It was now evening and the pair were sitting in the sand watching the sea. "You know... The sea is quite a beautiful thing... All the freedom you need. All the solitude, yet all the friendship." Jack said quietly.
Fara smiled at him softly. "What would you do if you could captain a ship again?" she held his hand.
"Why? Ye offering?" he chuckled.
"Nay, But... What would you do?" she smiled.
"Well... I guess I'll sail ter places I haven't yet seen. And there's also a small sea chanty I wouldn't min' teaching the crew." he smiled in an embarrassed manner.
"What sea chanty be that?" she giggled. Jack put an arm around her and whispered some lyrics softly. He waved an arm out towards the sea.
"Yo ho, Yo ho, A Pirates life for me!"
"We're Devils and Black sheep and REALLY bad eggs!!!!!!" Fara shouted back happily.
"Ye still remember that?" he asked.
"O' Course!!! DRINK UP ME 'EARTIES, YO HO!!! More Rum, I say!" she cheered.
"You go, Lass!" he sniggered happily.
Fara playfully got up and jogged to the rum storage. She picked up a bottle and started drinking from it, picked up another and threw it carefully to Jack.
"You shouldn't throw rum! It's bad luck!" Jack laughed.
"It's bad luck if ye drop it!" she laughed.
"Too true, Too True." he replied. He took a deep drink from his bottle of rum.

"Ye know, I think it's beginning to rain." Fara hiccupped. She held her hand out and rain drops splattered in her palm.
"Hey... Wassat?" Jack asked.
"I dunno. It looks like a ship." she replied.
"That be yer Golden Lioness! I'm sure of it!" Jack got up excitedly.
"Ye sure?" Fara asked looking blankly at the ship looming in front of them.
"Come on, Love!" he smiled at her as he ran into the water.
"Let me be the first to point out that... There be a storm brewin'. We can't exactly climb up any normal way." Fara pointed out.
"Aye... We're stuck then. Unless they throw a rope or somethin'..." Jack replied pessimistically.
"AYE!!! Good thinking Jack!!!" her eye's brightened. She quickly lifted her cloth belt and pulled out a grappling hook on a rope. She put the golden heart of her pendant inbetween her teeth, and lassoed the grapple onto the edge of the boat.
"Holfonfoofyfaif!!!" She exclaimed through pendant.
"What?"
She took the pendant out from between her teeth. "Hold onto my waist, Don't let go! We've got to climb up." she said. Jack nodded, did as he was told and Fara returned the pendant to her teeth.
She grabbed the end of the rope and started climbing. The rain was pouring harder and she was also carrying Jack's weight as well as hers.
'I can do this. I'm Captain Fara Quickblade. This is my ship, and I must be on it.' She thought to herself.
She struggled, without a doubt, but eventually she clasped on to the ridge of the boat. Jack climbed over her and jumped on to the boat. Fara could then climb up. She fell onto the deck and spluttered.
"I really wish I hadn't left me coat in the cabin this mornin'." she smiled weakly. Her eyes closed.
"Fara?!?" Jack said desperately. A crew member came up and felt Fara's pulse.
"She's merely fainted. Probably you're weight." the blonde, stick like women informed him.
Jack nodded and watched several crew members carry Fara to her cabin. "So you're sayin' I'm fat then?" he joked gloomily.